Mr. Steele, who isn’t interested in things like “contaminating the crime scene” or “fingerprints on the murder weapon,” Steele picks up a long, cylindrical object next to Madeline. (You may insert your own dirty joke here.)

“Ivory,” he declares. “For someone who tickled the ivories. Another grim piece of poetry.”

I think that’s a bit of a stretch, Mr. Steele. It doesn’t even rhyme.

“Well,” Laura points out. “We’re down to four possible victims, … and one definite murderer.”

8 responses to “Steele Trap – 18”

Great question. Plus who would have time to hit poor Madge over the head, then run upstairs, shoot at Laura, ditch the gun and escape back to their room before anyone noticed Madge stopped playing or investigated the gunshot?

Steele must be staying in another room rather than being with Corpse Laura. Surprised he didn’t meet the murderer in the hallway while rushing to her aid.

Randi really knows how to create drama by trying to hit Steele. Interesting how she goes from seducing to hitting him in just a couple of seconds. Plus she’s blaming him presumably for when she decided to bare herself to him thinking he was a doctor. What a fruitcake. Does she want to bed him or not?

Steele commented on them running out of rooms as the corpses accumulated. Why didn’t they just pile the whole lot up together in one space. On a tropical island, in a house without electricity, it would seem like you’d want to concentrate the odor of decomposition in one area. Am I thinking about this too hard?